[Intro: 50 Cent]

It's 50

It's the Unit

That means it's money, haha

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

Nah, nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you

I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you

I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you

But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Nowadays niggas snitchin' so much in the street

That you gotta talk to them like they the police

Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout poppin' the heat

I don't know nothin' 'bout settlin' no beef in the street

Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout baggin' the grams

I ain't never had no spot or went hand-to-hand

Me? I don't know nothin' 'bout taking the stand

I ain't never got a nigga ass stuck in the can

Nah, I don't know nothin' 'bout 'dro or hash

Coke, dope, X, dust or crystal meth, nah

I'm just tryin' to rap to get some cash

Keep the Hip Hop Police off my ass

[Chorus: Prodigy]

Nah, nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you

I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you

I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you

But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 2: Prodigy]

Ayo, that's my word on a stack of Bibles

I don't know who did it, I don't know who responsible

All I know who spittin'

All I know who givin' me all this cash

Just to put down twelve to get in your ass

Listen, keep it far away from me

I ain't got time for sittin' in the penitentiary

All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit work

When the album drop, they go berserk

Mad video play, crazy radio spins

Number one all the time, our reign never ends

Don't point the finger at us if somebody shit hangin'

They had a beef with us, plus we don't know nathin'

[Chorus: Spider Loc]

Nah, nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you

I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you

I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you

But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 3: Spider Loc]

I don't know nothin' about jumpin' out splittin' homeboy head

But, for real, that's fucked up they say that homeboy dead

I can't even think, who would want him dead?

Have no idea what type of gun they done him with

You see, I hear no evil and I see no evil

Ain't tryna talk to or hear from or see those people

And I ain't had them little homies burn up no regal

I've been tryin' to do this music thing and just go legal

I don't know why my name in your female' phone

But you really startin' to sound like a female, holmes

Don't know why they told you that we sell stones

We on the internet tryna get our email on

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]

Nah, nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you

I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you

I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you

But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 4: Lloyd Banks]

Nah, nigga, I don't know who sent them young boys through

To air the strip, shit just be happenin' out the blue

I don't be around here, I ain't hip to the news

I don't know why that man clutchin' on his shit when you move

I don't know why that other rapper got stripped for his jewels

You know how easy it is to get shit confused?

I wasn't even in New York, I was just on a cruise

Somewhere way out in the islands with your bitch in the cruise

Oops, my bitch in the cruise

Dudes get hit when they snooze

Lose they hit from the Uz'

Ooze all over the street

I don't know why they said what's up, I don't know who's in that jeep

He talk about me all day, but I ain't losin' no sleep

[Chorus: Mase]

Nah, nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you

I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you

I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you

But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do

[Verse 5: Mase]

I don't know why my charm 'bout as big as your palm

And why the diamond chain I wear is 'bout as long as your arm

You tell me, how many diamonds in my bezel?

There's one for every time I had to grind up in the ghetto

I could show you how to do it, you tired of ridin' Buicks

I don't know why niggas rap for years and can't make hotter music

Even when I don't do it chicks release body fluids

Body drop, shotty pop and niggas wanna tie me to it

I don't know why Loon and Fabby won't just say I'm they daddy

Why these Harlem CB4 niggas just keep comin' at me

Got as many beefs as 50 and a nigga go to church

Could you imagine if my hands was on work? I don't know

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

Nah, nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you

I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you

I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you

But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do